Zombified


And in this dream I dream of another dream

Running and sweating to cross that up-stream

Wrapping my arms around the pain

I carry the burden to not die in vain

There is this urge to prove something

Figure out the life and explore the living

But I am zombified with a left over warmth

Slowly drifting away from this human form

Still It isn’t that bad as it sounds

I am evolving as the world around

And I am still dreaming in that dream

Running and sweating to cross that up-stream

© Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015

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